The cannon fodder heiress embarks on the path of cultivation.

074 The image of Chu Jiuyue in everyone's mind

You ate a lot today.

Chu Jiuyue ignored the unfriendly stares around her, as if they were just fleeting clouds that couldn't stir up any ripples in her heart.

She completely ignored these people, which made the villagers feel even more that Chu Jiuyue was an unapproachable figure, and they were filled with contempt for her.

This led to the misunderstandings snowballing and growing bigger.

"……What do you mean?"

Hearing what the other party said, even though the villagers were extremely unhappy, none of them dared to speak up.

The imposing aura that Chu Jiuyue had just displayed was like a towering mountain, making them realize that this young girl from the city was no ordinary person and was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

This left them feeling resentful, but helpless, like a wilted eggplant.

Chu Jiuyue was completely unaware of everyone's anger but dared not speak out. Even if she knew, she wouldn't take it to heart and wouldn't care about these people's opinions at all.

"You, how dare you insult me?"

Although Li Ling didn't quite understand the meaning behind the other person's words, the sarcasm pierced her heart like a sharp arrow, causing her resentment to erupt like a volcano, yet she was helpless to stop it.

"They're just bored and looking for trouble!"

Chu Jiuyue ignored Li Ling's angry gaze and spoke calmly, her tone of disdain and contempt like sharp blades, mercilessly cutting through Li Ling's rationality.

Like an enraged lion, she charged at Chu Jiuyue, attempting to leave an ugly scar on that face she envied.

However, she severely underestimated Chu Jiuyue's abilities.

Chu Jiuyue moved her body lightly, like a butterfly dancing in the air. The moment Li Ling rushed over, she calmly stared at her, as if she were watching a comical performance.

With Li Ling's scream of agony, everyone's minds were filled with the image of her face, which had slammed to the ground like a rag doll, probably unrecognizable by now.

The gazes of everyone towards Chu Jiuyue were filled with terror, and their opinion of her changed instantly. They knew that the person in front of them was no kind and was not someone they could easily provoke.

Li Yujuan looked at Li Ling with sympathetic eyes, secretly glad that she had pulled back from the brink in time, otherwise she would be the one disfigured now.

Her gaze toward Chu Jiuyue became unusually complex. It was hard to imagine that this seemingly frail young lady from the city was so powerful, and her methods were ruthless and merciless.

Even though she and Li Ling had been fighting for a long time, it was nothing more than minor squabbles, never reaching the point of "disfigurement" as she has now.

Although Li Ling had only herself to blame, Li Yujuan's feelings were still incredibly complicated. She couldn't tell whether she felt sympathy for Li Ling or happiness for her own good fortune.

All she knew was that Miss Chu Jiuyue was someone she absolutely couldn't afford to offend.

When my gaze fell upon Li Ling's face, so horribly ravaged as if by a raging storm, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

Whether her face can ever be restored to its original state is hard to predict, but it has nothing to do with her.

"You bitch, how dare you hurt me! You've disfigured me! You bitch, I will never let you go! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"